Saturday, August 21, 2010

UP

The umbrella above my head,
is my only protection
from the harsh realities of my life.
Standing far away
above the world around me,
I life my chin for the first time
after watching my feet
hit the ground
for so long.
Like a little girl,
I simply wish
That i could fly.
Away from it all,
with the wind
as my closest friend
and lover.

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